"Royalty, huh?" Shepard asks, the slightest of a smile on the ends of her lips. "What are you the prince of, if you don't mind me asking?" She wonders if he's from the same existence she's from; one thing she learned fairly quickly from being held in quarantine with Zoe was that her reality was very different from the one Shepard knew for herself.

"Maybe we can find something," she says, still padding through the room, light directed at the floor in front of her. "I found a couple of different things since I arrived here. Nothing as useful as a weapon, though." She never thought how strange it was to be walking around without a gun at her side; its absence was ever-apparent. It made her feel a little uncomfortable -- not that she'd ever admit it.

"Have you found anything?" she asks, glancing back over in Nuada's direction. "Or is this room just it?"